She put my heart at stop!
Literally. I caught my breath as she lifted higher - slowly, gracefully, like a ballet dancer on ice, changing course, before you can guess to where...
Like a river stream at one point letting go off tributaries; to reunite again down the valley... she flew in heavenly circles and semicircles, back to an invisible axis, that only she could see.
What is it about you, my little one that makes a soul fly? Not enough words of woo can give you your due!
How it put my heart at spell...that little baby falcon with her widespread wings!
Literally. I caught my breath as she lifted higher - slowly, gracefully, like a ballet dancer on ice, changing course, before you can guess to where...
Like a river stream at one point letting go off tributaries; to reunite again down the valley... she flew in heavenly circles and semicircles, back to an invisible axis, that only she could see.
What is it about you, my little one that makes a soul fly? Not enough words of woo can give you your due!
How it put my heart at spell...that little baby falcon with her widespread wings!
